€™97 Mentality lyrics

Artist  : Cappadonna 
Song : €™97 Mentality



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 [cappadonna]

Yo! it’s the burial ground
sound, dunn!

It’s real out here

Staten island puttin chills in y’all
niggaz

Forever in it.. yo



My
devastatin hot ’97 mentality

Keep me on
point for my four-digit salary

Heavyweight
lyric never lost one calorie

I’m soon to
be seen, on the tv screen

Gambino cappacino
to the afro sheen

Stay black, where I’m
at, high road to rap council

Splash love to
wu in a orderly tonsil

Never limit to the
diction, cause chaos to mixin

Brutalize a
sound check, ripple through the intermission

Rap’s under siege, held tight like a
squeeze

Forced in the world ’donna
nuclear freeze

Through the damage to the
wannabe flipmode and def squad

Ruckus a
whirlpool in the rap entourage

If you dare
to test thirty-six, chambers of strangers

My word of mouth it’s all real wigs might
peel

Livin large and in charge branch out
bon voyage

Twenty-four diamond government
named god

Alias daryl hill bring thugs back
to kill

Circle around my son, daryl jr.
never eatin large

Auntie dauntie sixteen
holdin me down

Aids of rap music may be
contagious to sound

Verbal the slang pushed
back to create pronoun

Method forcin j-love
to bring the pain from underground

Realizin
food for thought is self-compromisin

Shaolin
cut the crack into a triple-o sizin

Blue do
what he do to keep that currency risin

Hopin I catch a deal so we can catch a full
wheel

Instead of catchin bodies, niggaz not
keepin it real

Dirtball niggaz that steal
cake from stores

That’s my type of niggaz
I be wantin on my tours

Can’t help it, my
styles stay fat like roseanne

Ruckus in the
square I stay rough like the clan

Panther on
my arm, pen and pad in my hand

Punk
motherfuckers better beware of the shaolin

Defy interactive project children of the
corn

Gats and my man keep em bustin till
he’s gone

Style so ancient it sparks just
like the unicorn

’donna come through
everyday my uniform

Changes and switches, I
came to make ladies out of bitches

Crackhead
niggaz get stitches

So what up with that
kid, danger when I attack kid

Watch how the
slang hits you, just like the fat kid

Form
another pyramid, look how we slid

All over
park hill, stapleton politic

On a twenty
dollar bill all in it together

You can’t
fuck with the stormy weather, yaknahmean? 



[ghostface]

To the year born God
all the gods strike hard

Fast from the
swine hold down your boulevard

Father-u to
c-cypher, start the revolution

Middle
finger in the air, for slang prostitution

(repeat 2x)



...



To
the year born God all the gods strike hard

Fast from the swine hold down your
boulevard

Father-u to c-cypher, start the
revolution

Middle finger in the air, for
slang prostitution



...



To the year born God all the gods strike
hard

Fast from the swine hold down your
boulevard

Father-u to c-cypher, start the
revolution

Middle finger in the air, for
slang prostitution



...



To the year, to the year born God all the gods
strike hard

Fast from the swine hold down
your boulevard

Father-u to c-cypher, start
the revolution

Middle finger in the air,
for slang prostitution